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Volume 1 Chapter 358 Silver Armor Temple (8)

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    Chapter 358: Silver Armor Temple (8) Landing on the high tower, Fatty immediately saw Miriel at the other end.  At this time, Miriel was so eye-catching that it made Fatty feel like he was in an ice cellar from top to bottom. The biting cold air was swirling around Fatty, forcing him to keep his mind in a highly alert state.  At this time, Miriel bent down, his waist was very low, his two long arms dropped to the ground, his hands were grasping the ground like claws, and his eyes that were blooming with green light released a dangerous aura.  It looks like Miriel is like a cheetah that is examining its prey and is ready to pounce at any time.  The feeling of danger comes from this. The slight bulge seems to hide the muscles that can rival the power of explosion. The eyes like needles make the fat man highly vigilant.  This high tower was the battlefield and the tomb that Miliel chose for himself, but Fatty knew that if Miliel could kill him, he would never hesitate.  The moment he saw the fat man, Miriel was suddenly enveloped in a dark green light. The light was like dense smoke, covering Miriel's entire body, swirling and rising, like the blood of a devil.  The thick one won't melt.  "Green fighting spirit?" Miriel undoubtedly surprised Fatty too much.  There are different types of fighting qi, but generally speaking, fighting qi is divided into five types: crystal, gold, silver, copper, and iron.  You can judge the opponent's level of fighting spirit from the color.  Only some rare fighting spirit will escape this category and have a unique color.  And the green fighting spirit of Miriel in front of him belongs to the special fighting spirit.  The reason why special fighting spirit is called special fighting spirit is entirely because it has some jaw-dropping fighting spirit effects.  But more importantly, because of the special fighting spirit, you can't judge its level at all.  The unknown is always the most terrifying thing, especially in combat.  "Bah." The fat man rolled up his sleeves and spit on the ground. At the same time, his eyes glowed with scarlet light under the sunlight.  "If there are people who are familiar with Fatty here, they will definitely understand that Fatty is really serious and his eyes are red. This is a symptom that Fatty would have when he encountered a critical moment on the battlefield in his previous life and had murderous intent in his heart.  Of course, the scarlet eyes do not mean that the fat man has lost his mind. Instead, they represent another state of the fat man, which is the high functioning of the brain.  Only when arranging troops on the battlefield, reviewing the battlefield situation, giving orders, and making the most accurate and sophisticated judgments, will Fatty release this state.  The fat man¡¯s fists crossed back and forth, his legs were separated from the left and right, and he made a very simple movement.  However, although it is simple, it is undoubtedly carefully calculated.  This simple action can ensure that Fatty can defend against attacks from any direction, and also allows Fatty to launch his own attack immediately.  At this time, the two people on the tower are like the two ends of the scale, forming a sharp contrast.  If Miriel is a beast that chooses people to devour, then Fatty is a smart hunter who is ready with traps.  The black fighting spirit rises and falls on Fatty's body like water, and its momentum is not inferior to Miriel's green fighting spirit.  The sound of "tapping" sounded out of thin air like a dense shower falling to the ground, and Miriel ran forward quickly.  The inclination of the tower did not affect Milliel's speed at all, and it was not even a slight obstacle. Milliel running on the slope was like running on smooth ice, and his figure could not be seen clearly at all.  All that remained in his eyes was the blurry afterimage of a moment.  With just one breath, Miriel was already less than three meters away from the fat man. Then, with all his strength, he jumped up high and pounced towards the fat man.  Just by looking at it, you can feel the powerful destructive power contained in its hands.  If caught firmly, no matter how hard the body is, it will be pierced with several bloody holes.  And what¡¯s even more terrifying is that the destruction is definitely a chain reaction.  At the level of Miriel and Fatty, attacks often do not consist of simple movements, but a series of destruction.  Looking at Miriel who jumped down in the air, the fat man's eyes suddenly opened, and there was a strange luster in his eyes.  It wasn't fear, it was fierceness.  At this time, Fatty must not dodge. If he dodges, Miriel's speed will be no less than Fengxing's, which will put Fatty in trouble.  The fat man pushed his feet hard and jumped up, heading towards Miriel like a magic cannonball being discharged.  In just an instant, two peopleThen they collided hard in the air.  The black fighting spirit and the green fighting spirit were intertwined together, becoming very strange. At the same time, a burst of "booming" sounds continued to sound in the sky.  The fight between Fatty and Miriel was very simple, so simple that it was jaw-dropping. They just used the most primitive human movements to fight against each other.  Fists, legs, feet, elbows, and even heads, there is no skill at all, except for the bright and gorgeous fighting spirit. The battle between these two people feels like two beasts fighting each other.  Pure physical collision is about strength and speed. To put it simply, the two of them have completely abandoned their skills and are just fighting in a primitive way.  The two of them now are more like two gangsters on the street. Whoever is ruthless will take advantage of them.  This is a very barbaric way of fighting, without any beauty at all.  If it were anyone in the Holy See, the battle would probably not continue in this way, but neither Fatty nor Milier would care about this. Their backgrounds and growth experiences determine that their battles are only possible.  One goal is to knock down the opponent by any means necessary.  And if you want to knock down the opponent, undoubtedly the fastest way is primitive combat.  Fighting energy is constantly colliding in the air. From time to time, a "sizzling" sound can be heard, and fireworks one after another are blooming brightly in the sky.  Whether it is black fireworks or green fireworks, they become so dazzling in the sky, and where the black and green fireworks meet, you can faintly see the traces of broken air.  There is no longer transparent blue, but a faint vortex composed of two colors, swallowing up the fighting spirit energy that has been dissipated due to the collision.  Although the battle between the two is very simple, the intensity is unimaginable.  The functions of the body have been pushed to the extreme by them, and almost every part that can be rotated has become their weapon.  Moreover, the battle between the two was carried out in a life-threatening style.  To put it simply, it is to exchange injury for injury. As long as the damage caused to the other party is greater than the damage suffered by oneself, then it is cost-effective, and there is no hesitation at all.  The hands of the hanging clock embedded in the tower were slowly moving, and as the hands turned, the battle between the two people became more intense, and the spread of fighting energy became more obvious. At the most intense time, even far away in the temple  Anyone outside can see the green and black interweaving light that is hazy in that area.  Looking at the vague but weird fireworks, the oracle warriors patrolling outside the temple stopped their steps.  He stood there blankly like a sculpture, staring blankly into the distance.  Their attention has been completely attracted by the light in the sky, and they have even forgotten the sacred duties entrusted by the Holy See.  Although they don¡¯t know what the light is or where it comes from, they can be sure that there is an aura of destruction in the light.  "If someone is in that light, they will be torn to pieces in an instant.  Although every oracle warrior does not know why they have this ridiculous feeling, this feeling really exists.  I don¡¯t know how long it took, but a "dong" sound broke the silence and brought all the oracle warriors back to their senses.  This is a simple sound of swallowing saliva. Although the sound from the throat is not clear, it is clearly transmitted to everyone's ears. Everyone knows what this simple sound represents.  Panic, fear even trembling from the soul.  The oracle warrior focused on the source of the sound, which was a short, thin young oracle warrior named Kodak.  Kodak is a very bad one among the Oracle Warriors. It is said that this young man was a horse servant who raised horses before becoming an Oracle Warrior. He was only admitted to the Oracle Warriors because he was very satisfied with serving the beloved horse of a big shot.  Opportunity.  Unlike most men who enter the Oracle Warriors based on their strength, this young man is undoubtedly the target of ridicule.  But at this moment, no one ridiculed the young man, whose face turned red and seemed embarrassed.  Because they are just like Kodak.  "Damn it, I haven't seen such a perverted Bright Knight candidate in years." The captain's vulgar and cursing voice suddenly rang out.  If it were normal times, when they heard the captain's words that were completely incompatible with the Holy See, all the oracle warriors would probably have a strange expression, but at this time, the tense expressions on their faces actually relaxed, and they were not at all incompatible with the Holy See.  There is no doubt that the captain's words made them relaxedMuch more relaxed and comfortable.  "Why hasn't anyone come out yet?" Looking at the Oracle warriors around him, Kodak suddenly said a word timidly. It was also the first sentence he mustered up the courage to say in the face of an embarrassing environment in his life.  In an instant, all the oracle warriors were stunned.  Guarding the temple for such a long time made them almost lose their sense of time, forgetting that there was a group of candidates for the Knights of Light in the temple who were struggling to become Knights of Light.  Kodak¡¯s reminder suddenly reminded them that three days had passed since the candidates entered the temple.
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